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Off to my plastic bed

Posted: November 26th, 2022, 10:42 pm
by Nylon macs
Off to my plastic bed. And dream I will get caught wrapped up in it and tortured mmm night night all sweet dreams

Re: Off to my plastic bed

Posted: November 27th, 2022, 5:26 pm
by Nylon macs
MrDoudy wrote: November 27th, 2022, 1:12 pm This topic reminds me of a period in the 1970s when if caught late up in central London after the last transport back to the suburb where I lived then had gone, I would stay for £3 a night at an overnight sauna in Jermyn Street. You handed all your clothing into reception and were given a towel and a handkerchief-size cover for your tackle but that left your arse bare. You took a sauna then went to the sleeping area that consisted of about 2 dozen beds arranged in a rough square with just enough gap between your bed and the next one to squeeze by. Each bed had a white plastic-covered mattress and a plastic sheet under which you slept naked with your head on a plastic-covered pillowcase. The bed area was dimly lit, but within full view of the reception desk, preventing any temptation to grope your neighbour. It was hard to get to sleep in such a stimulating setting but at the price, one couldn't complain! One's last sight having collected one's day clothes at reception was of white-nylon coated orderlies wiping the plastic bedding down ready for the next intake.
Sounds lovely and I remember reading this back along.
I fo try now and again to sleep in a plastic covered bed lime last night which was lovely but hard to get to sleep as you can imagine if you to love plastic and rainwear.

Re: Off to my plastic bed

Posted: November 27th, 2022, 5:34 pm
by Nylon macs
Nylon macs wrote: November 27th, 2022, 5:26 pm
MrDoudy wrote: November 27th, 2022, 1:12 pm This topic reminds me of a period in the 1970s when if caught late up in central London after the last transport back to the suburb where I lived then had gone, I would stay for £3 a night at an overnight sauna in Jermyn Street. You handed all your clothing into reception and were given a towel and a handkerchief-size cover for your tackle but that left your arse bare. You took a sauna then went to the sleeping area that consisted of about 2 dozen beds arranged in a rough square with just enough gap between your bed and the next one to squeeze by. Each bed had a white plastic-covered mattress and a plastic sheet under which you slept naked with your head on a plastic-covered pillowcase. The bed area was dimly lit, but within full view of the reception desk, preventing any temptation to grope your neighbour. It was hard to get to sleep in such a stimulating setting but at the price, one couldn't complain! One's last sight having collected one's day clothes at reception was of white-nylon coated orderlies wiping the plastic bedding down ready for the next intake.
Sounds lovely and I remember reading this back along.
I fo try now and again to sleep in a plastic covered bed lime last night which was lovely but hard to get to sleep as you can imagine if you to love plastic and rainwear.
Nylon macs wrote: November 27th, 2022, 5:26 pm
MrDoudy wrote: November 27th, 2022, 1:12 pm This topic reminds me of a period in the 1970s when if caught late up in central London after the last transport back to the suburb where I lived then had gone, I would stay for £3 a night at an overnight sauna in Jermyn Street. You handed all your clothing into reception and were given a towel and a handkerchief-size cover for your tackle but that left your arse bare. You took a sauna then went to the sleeping area that consisted of about 2 dozen beds arranged in a rough square with just enough gap between your bed and the next one to squeeze by. Each bed had a white plastic-covered mattress and a plastic sheet under which you slept naked with your head on a plastic-covered pillowcase. The bed area was dimly lit, but within full view of the reception desk, preventing any temptation to grope your neighbour. It was hard to get to sleep in such a stimulating setting but at the price, one couldn't complain! One's last sight having collected one's day clothes at reception was of white-nylon coated orderlies wiping the plastic bedding down ready for the next intake.
Sounds lovely and I remember reading this back along.
I often try now and again to sleep in a plastic covered bed like last night which was lovely but hard to get to sleep as you can imagine if you to love plastic and rainwear.you just have to pull it all over my head and dream of plastic bondage mmmm